Firefly Journey

Chapter 177 Youth is a hastily written poem (20)

"Thunder String Severing Prison?"

On the rooftop, Texas spoke slowly.

As the most outstanding and famous "Thunder Mage" of his time, Texas naturally recognized this miracle performed by the Papacy.

Even he spent several years learning "Thunder String Breaking Prison" back then, while that delicate little girl is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, and she has already comprehended it?

The saying "the student surpasses the teacher" is indeed true. Texas immediately looked at Wind Chime with newfound respect and said, "Principal Ampera, after this is over, I would like to meet that girl."

Ampera, equally astonished by the wind chimes, quickly agreed, "No problem."

The purpose of "Thunder" Texas wanting to meet the eldest grandson of the Xu family is self-evident. The powerful talent displayed by the other party has clearly made the old man want to take him on as a student.

At such a young age, he had already become a Three-Awakened One and had even learned a divine oracle. Such talent was something that even the three High Priests had not been able to achieve back then.

It can be said that Wind Chime is an unparalleled genius of the Holy See in hundreds of years.

"Ragefire," Conrad said, "that little girl has an odd personality and is about to be engaged to the eldest grandson of the Demos family, probably tomorrow."

The Xu and Demos families have a long history of intermarriage, a tradition the Vatican does not interfere with. However, whenever the two families arrange a marriage, they always report it to the Vatican to prove their innocence and avoid giving the impression that the Vatican's higher-ups are plotting an alliance to expand their power and break free from the Vatican's control.

"It's alright. If she's willing, I'll treat her like my own granddaughter."

Texas's eyes gleamed, his excitement completely undisguised. After so many years, he had finally met the one who would carry on his legacy.

“Well… I’ll make the arrangements later,” Ampera said.

"Ah."

……

……

Morgan stood still, showing no intention of making a move.

Because he knew that Fengling's reckless display of miracles was meant to tell everyone that the competition didn't actually need to start, since Class 29 would win in the end anyway.

Even if she were to appear first, the outcome wouldn't change.

"I thought that even if I couldn't beat you, I'd at least earn your respect after becoming a third-level Awakener. But it turns out I'm just a joke," Morgan said dejectedly.

"What you think is just what you think." Fengling said expressionlessly. "Who I like has nothing to do with anyone else, only with me and with my future partner."

Morgan understood, but still didn't want to give up.

"Tomorrow, we will get engaged."

"Whatever, I won't be there. This is my last act of courtesy to my grandfather and your Demos family."

From Fengling's perspective, it was already a great favor that she didn't fall out with them.

Her identities as a student of the Great Teacher of Goodness and a saintess of the Dark Temple give her the power to turn on people directly.

Even if we disregard these two identities, she wouldn't do things she didn't want to do, and that has nothing to do with ability.

It only depends on whether you are willing or not.

She is a wind chime, an independent individual whose future is determined by herself.

“Then our two families will probably be ridiculed.” Morgan had long known that Fengling didn’t like him, but so what? He would keep the girl he had liked since childhood no matter what it took.

"You're overthinking it. In Yicheng, no one dares to make fun of the two ducal families, not even the other dukes."

Feng Ling's tone turned colder, and impatience began to show on her face: "Are you going out by yourself, or should I take you out?"

Morgan sighed: "No need, I'll go by myself."

The wind chimes withdrew their magical power, and the lightning domain receded step by step.

Morgan kept his word and walked off the field without firing a single shot. After taking a couple of steps, he reminded them:

"It's okay if you don't come to the engagement banquet. It will be taken as your consent. The wedding will follow. My grandfather and Grandpa Xu have already discussed it. The wedding will be held after the academy competition."

Wind Chime said nonchalantly, "Whatever, I'm definitely not going anyway."

That's... over?

Today's qualifying rounds were truly eye-opening for the audience, with countless unexpected twists and turns.

First, Cassius inexplicably arranged the order of appearance, then Class 63 impressed everyone, and up to Xu Zhengming, they were in the lead.

This made the students watching sigh, it seems that Class 29 is not so scary after all, maybe they will capsize in the gutter.

However, the result was an even bigger surprise.

The wind chime immediately unleashed "Thunder String Severing Prison," extinguishing all illusions.

It's just for fun. Do you really think Class 29 is no good? You're fooling yourself, don't fool others.

Fengling returned victorious, but her face showed no joy. It wasn't that she was truly unhappy, but rather that she felt the outcome was inevitable and there was nothing to celebrate.

Would a human be so excited as to dance with joy if they stepped on an ant? Definitely not.

Paninger and his classmates offered compliments, and Fengling responded to each one. Before long, an old man walked over.

"Hello, Dean." Everyone greeted him.

Ampera smiled kindly: "Congratulations on qualifying to represent St. Louis in the college competition."

There will be a send-off ceremony later, so prepare yourselves well and let the other students see the magnificent bearing of our college's elite.

No one objected. Most people wouldn't refuse such an opportunity to shine. Lin Yuanran, being vain, was secretly pleased.

Only the wind chime said, "I want to go for a walk; this is boring."

Principal Ampera couldn't refuse. The departure ceremony didn't matter; the difficult part was dealing with Texas's orders—she couldn't be allowed to leave.

“The High Priest of Judgment wishes to see you. Please go.” Ampera said.

"Thunder" in Texas?

Well, he's a demigod-level "Thunder Mage." If he just witnessed Wind Chime casting a miracle, it would be strange if he didn't want to see it.

The High Priest invited her, and Wind Chime couldn't refuse, so she nodded and followed Ampera.

The rest of Class 29 were left standing there, envious.

Goodness, the High Priest of Judgment, that's a demigod-level powerhouse. Being invited by him means your future is incredibly bright.

Just as everyone was lost in thought, the referee instructors came over and told them to go on stage to participate in the send-off ceremony.

On the high platform, the students of Class 29 stood in a row, expressing their determination to win the college competition under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students in the college.

Lin Yuanran seemed somewhat distracted.

A sense of loss enveloped him, and he himself didn't know where it came from.

After much thought, the only explanation could be the wind chimes.

She is so outstanding, so outstanding that no one can match her.

Will someone like this find someone they like someday?

Lin Yuanran had no answer, at least not for now. Even if she were to get engaged to Morgan, it wouldn't matter; she wouldn't marry someone she didn't like.

So... how amazing does a person have to be to catch her eye and enter her heart?

Lin Yuanran was in a state of confusion; this was the worst mood he had experienced in the nearly one year since he transmigrated to the Pan-Ancient Continent.

He looked up at the sky; the blue sky and white clouds seemed peaceful and serene, yet he felt inexplicably depressed.

He touched his head of silver hair, wishing he could burn it all.

He looked at the cheering crowd and felt irritated.

He suddenly froze, realizing his secret.